“What is your relationship with that man from the human world, Clarissa?” Queen Marasela asked, her voice firm and tinged with a seriousness that demanded an honest answer.
The weight of the queen’s question struck Clarissa like a tidal wave, leaving her breathless. Her heart pounded relentlessly, as if trying to escape the mounting tension in the room.
But it wasn’t just the question itself that had her in turmoil. The piercing tone of authority in Queen Marasela’s voice and the unwavering intensity in her eyes as she locked gazes with Clarissa made it impossible for her to hide the truth any longer.
For a moment, the room felt stiflingly silent, save for the sound of Clarissa’s quickened breaths. She could sense the weight of the queen’s expectations pressing down on her shoulders.
